Happiness

Sometimes I wonder if this is the lifelong quest for all of us.  What if our job, our only job, was to figure out what made us happy and we did it like we were getting paid?

What if you got paid to do something that made you happy?

Not your spouse.
Not your kids.
Not your boss.
Not even the damn dog.

And what if what made you happy didn't made anyone else happy in your family?  Would you still do it?  With gusto?

This is what's missing, I think.  We look for what we want, daydream about doing it, and maybe even try something new.  But the second it feels uncomfortable, or we couldn't do the twenty other things on our to-do list, we throw in the towel and think it was just a silly pipe-dream.

I saw a picture on Instagram today and it stopped me from flipping through any other pictures.  Someone had taken a picture of their To-Do list, only it filled just one side of the page.  On the other side, she had her To-Be list, and it was filled with things like grateful, vulnerable, curious, and generous.  What if you started your day wanting to be courageous or daring?  We stop ourselves so often, every single day really, because it's more comfortable to just keep doing what we know.

Safe.

I don't think that would ever be on a To-Be list.

What will be on your To-Be list tomorrow?  And yes, I expect you to do this :)